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Chapter 153: An Ambiguous Dream

After Jimo Ze packed his bags and explained to Ling Shiyi what he needed to pay attention to, he led the horse straight to the backyard of Zuixianju.

Shui Yanqing had already been sitting on the back of the "Night Killer" horse. She was dressed in tight black clothes, her short hair was tied up high, and her slender back was very sassy.

Jimo Ze stared blankly.

The white moonlight sprinkled on her black hair like a waterfall, confusing the large green brick and green tile eaves behind her.The cool breeze in March at night, carrying white catkins like a dream, flew to her sleeves, raised her sleeves, and suddenly, she looked sideways, and her eyes were like water like a deep pool. The white flowers flying and circling all over the sky, as beautiful as stars and songs, seemed to startle countless surprises in his eyes.

"Aren't you leaving?" Shui Yan asked dissatisfiedly when she saw that Mo Ze was standing there, frowning.

"Wait a minute." Moze shifted his eyes to her simple saddle, turned around and lightly removed the saddle made of white sable fox fur with jade border on his white horse, and walked slowly to Shuiyan leaned forward and said expressionlessly: "Come down."

"Ji Moze, I'm comfortable sitting here, no need... Ah! Hey! Jimo Ze! What are you doing!?"

Seeing Jimoze pulling towards Shui Yanqing's arm with one hand, she was caught off guard and fell off the horse!

But just when Shui Yanqing was about to curse, she found that she had been firmly held by Jimo Ze in his broad and warm chest, and the surprise after panic flooded her cheeks with a shy flush , Panicked, she turned her face away.

Jimoze smiled lightly and glanced at her somewhat shy expression. There seemed to be ambiguous clouds in the eyes that were blown by the spring breeze in the fairyland of Penglai, and a doting smile was outlined on his cool thin lips.

He wrapped one hand around Shui Yanqing's waist, and the faint aloes scent diffused from her neck, intoxicating the tip of his nose.

Just when Shui Yanqing felt that her heart was beating so fast and uncontrollably, Jim Moze moved close to her ear, leaned close to her earlobe in a provocative posture, and said softly with a smile and wetness: "The journey is a bit far away. , sit like this, you will be more comfortable."

After all, Moze lightly exerted force between his arms, lifted up lightly, and sent the carefree Shuiyan Qing onto the horse's back, and what he was holding in his hand was exactly Shuiyanqing's original horse's back. A saddle that is too ordinary to be ordinary.

"Then... what about you? Don't you feel unaccustomed?" Shui Yan coughed twice, concealing the panic in her eyes, turned her head to look at Jimo Ze who was standing under the horse, and said with a little worry.

From one point on, the smile on Jimo Ze's lips gradually rippled like spring water, smudged on his cheeks more and more thickly, and the dazzling starlight sprinkled on his jade-like beauty Up, making Shuiyan Qing dazed and dodging endlessly.

He is like the brightest star in the sky, whenever she looks at him, there is always a breathtaking light.

Jimo Zeyi looked deeply at Shui Yanqing's attitude of not knowing how to deal with herself, and couldn't hold back her smile. After staring at her for a long time, he planned to let her go, and said slowly: "Yan Qing doesn't have to worry, Da Qi is The world can be obtained on horseback, although I am a prince, I am also a bloody man, and I am willing to serve my beloved woman."

He lowered his eyes quietly, his white jade-like face seemed to have a faint blush, and he felt Shui Yanqing's gaze, that is, Mo Ze slowly raised his eyes, Mo Ze's eyes were full of surging tide, as rich as wine.

His silver clothes were blown gently by the wind, and his body exuded a quieter and more elegant aura than that of the moonlight, but what he said was an oath that was more majestic than the mountains and the sea.

Shui Yanqing suddenly felt that the hot flashes on her cheeks were like a flame burning on a midsummer night, burning behind her ears, the heat was clearly identifiable.

Only when the cool wind gently blows behind her ears, bringing a trace of heat to her, can she pretend to be calm and turn her eyes, bow her head and say inwardly: "Shameless."

The smile in Jimo Ze's eyes finally dissipated with her "shameless", and he lowered his voice full of laughter and teasingly said: "I can still be nasty."

"Bastard!" Shui Yan rolled his eyes at Jimoze from embarrassment, and slammed his whip on the horseback of "Night Lore" with a sound of "pa—" With a roar of dissatisfaction, he raised his hooves, and galloped away into the empty night like a joy!

Jimoze hurriedly put the saddle on and mounted the horse, chasing after Shui Yan leaned over, muttering: "If you don't know how to ride a horse, slow down, what can you do!"

"I want you to take care of it! You'd better take care of your empress dowager!" Shui Yan tilted her head once, roared at Jimo Ze, and then whipped the horse again. Lightning rushed hundreds of miles away!

"It seems that your jealous appearance is a little cuter than I imagined." Moze was full of smiles, and the long whip fell heavily, and the white horse chased after it at a faster speed, like a White light, tearing the blackness that has passed the night!
His horse was not the one Duanmu Yuhan gave him.

It's another, even better, hard-earned horse.

Under the star-studded night, the black night sky was torn into two bright arcs by two galloping horses, one white and one black, and the dust flew up into the sky thousands of miles away. The two people's figures diffused in the color, lingering and intertwined, and gradually dissipated into fog, so ethereal and illusory that it was so unreal, yet so touching.

It's like a dream, the willows are green and the goose yellow, the misty rain on the small bridge south of the Yangtze River is a dream in Penglai.

The edge of the night is gradually dyed with a gray-white edge, and a morning star far away in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the gray-white light edge is gradually replaced by colorful rays of light. That is, Moze is sitting on the horse, facing the morning sun in the northwest Silently fascinated by the endless glow, the whole person is as tall as a pine.

The night of travel and dust did not diminish his heroic spirit.

He stood quietly in the rising sun, and the sky was full of brilliant purples and reds, reflecting his back like a sculpture, and the whole picture was like a song like a breeze.

Shuiyan leaned behind him, staring blankly at Jimo Ze, who is so outstanding and beautiful, holding her breath, and lightly stepped on his back stretched by the rising sun, hesitating and sighing slightly.

How could such an innocent man fall in love with such an unremarkable her so easily?
Basically, it's just a dream.

When he arrives in the imperial city and sees the empress dowager, he will forget that tonight under the vast stars, he and her rode alone through the mountains and wilds, and he will also forget that under the shining stars and the moon, he The moving oath that was spoken to her.

She, to him, was probably just a whim, and when the appointed time came, she would disappear.

The brightest morning star in the sky gradually faded with the rising sun, dissipating, dissipating, as if it had never been in this night sky.

(End of this chapter)